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"This inch in which we live." Richard Neville, Oz, 1971.

"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Thursday, 1 September 2011

On Being 'Twitterised"

I resisted twitter to the last
'Til Witterings said, "Get off your @rse
Get thee tweeting
Get thee hence."
That, at least, is my defence.

"Something must be done," prodded Getattit of North London, and I faced up to what had happened. Instead of book-marking EU events for the blog I've been tweeting them and sitting back with a grateful sigh, thinking 'job done'. Except, it's not.

There's also been an element of the EU being in the mainstream consciousness at last. Except, it's not.

No mainstream media has actually spelled out to the British people what has infected our lives; no-one's spelled out the role of the Fabians, Soros or the UN. None have spoken about Agenda 21, the role of our own Health & Safety Executive, the proliferation of quangos, the coming NWO or the EU proto-type.

If the EU is a proto-type then Great Britain and Northern Ireland have been the testing ground - and how easily we've let them walk all over us. We've been a pushover for subversives, fabians and infiltrators or, rather, our governments have; those we've elected to represent us have rolled over and we haven't complained. On the contrary, we keep voting them in to government. People still think of politics in terms of the LibLabCon but those Parties created our country the way it is today so how can they possibly have the answers to its correction?

They can't. They'll lie, deceive, manipulate, spin - call it what you will, the end result will be the same, ie more of the policies that have brought us to where we are now.

David 'same destination, different path' Cameron, David 'Sour Little Englanders' Cameron, David 'in Europe but not run by Europe' Cameron, David 'I give you this cast-iron guarantee' Cameron may be fit for the common purpose but he isn't fit for ours, not if we want to regain our national sovereignty rather than be ruled from Brussels.

We wouldn't be too small to cope on our own. The Scots, Welsh, English and Ulstermen have always been resilient together in a Union. We'll bounce back from this onslaught too, even if we're completely overwhelmed, we'll still come back. It will never be over. Nationalism isn't a dirty word and neither is euro-sceptic (though the likes of Hannan and Carswell muddy the waters). Euro-sceptics used to be anti-EU and withdrawalist but the word has been taken over, as so many are, by the subversives and infiltrators. The professional euro-sceptics have shown their colours over the years and it's probably best to ignore them. I include UKIP in this. I see no sign of UKIP trying to raise their profile or get their message across to voters.

The EU's plans for a devolved UK have already gone ahead: the Scots, the Welsh and Northern Irish all think they can glimpse a sort of freedom from the so-called English yoke, but it's an illusion. The English are discovering that political freedom is an illusion too and I tell you this: I'd rather be an Englishman in an independent and sovereign England than a part of a devolved Region overseen by an anti-democratic, unelected so-called, self-styled elite in Belgium with the strings being pulled by France and Germany, or any other country.

The feeling here in Muswell Hill Towers is that things have just gone too far now. When the blog started it was a warning, but it's too late now for any sort of democratic measure. That's what's so sad and why my heart hasn't been in blogging lately. At the risk of repeating myself.

9 comments:

It never can be the endTill your knee, in submission, doth bend,Calling England will never cedeAt least, I hope on that we are agreed,So no more the vision of cowering dogBut off your @rse and back to blog!

I've been feeling very much like you, GV, you may have noticed I haven't been posting much recently. It gets very frustrating saying the same things over and over again to thick skulls, deaf ears and and idiots who think we're all "conspiracy theorists" - by the time they realise it's not a theory it will be too late.

The time for talking is over, it's time to take action or be trampled even further underfoot by the PTB.

Hammy died; Sammy passed away from malnutrition; Suki was resurrected. Lucky ran away. Here's Lucky's brother, Chucky:"What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare? Click my wheel to feed me.

"Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.You'd better watch out!There may be dogs aboutI looked over Jordan, and I've seenThings are not what they seem.

That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real.Meek and obedient you follow the leaderDown well trodden corridors into the valley of steel.What a surprise!A look of terminal shock in your eyes.Now things are really what they seem.No, this is not a bad dream.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not wantHe makes me down to lieThrough pastures green He leadeth me the silent waters by.With bright knives He releaseth my soul.He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.He converteth me to lamb cutlets,For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.When cometh the day we lowly ones,Through quiet reflection, and great dedicationMaster the art of Judo,Lo, we shall rise up,And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream.Wave upon wave of demented avengersMarch cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

Have you heard the news?The dogs are dead!You better stay homeAnd do as you're told.Get out of the road if you want to grow old."

Reform and revolutionary change that is undertaken without the explicit consent of the people, can only be maintained through force and repression.